Funny, the rest of Jules's freehold has come to much the same conclusions--it's just that Jules insists that nothing is ever his fault, honest. This is all really a lot to take in, but he mentally files away the information that there's yet another changeling (ex-changeling?) here.. "Monarchy's not all it's cracked up to be, believe me. Things can get kinda. Fatal." There's a sigh. "Please tell me it's at least not as hot here as Houston in the summer, holy crap, it's the worst." He sighs. "And if we're humans again, I'm gonna sweat again, I hate sweating..."

Jules gives Steven a look that suggests he thinks Steven's just screwing with him now. "Like the Gameboy game?"

"Pory!" Look, this Porygon's been sitting there back in that room very patiently processing its new idiot partner. It's going to try this introduction thing again.

There's a yelp, and Jules instinctively jumps onto the nightstand.